After experiencing a murderous Christmas and Valentine's Day
with love interest Shannon O'Hara, Detective Nick Spinelli assumed
Saint Patrick's Day couldn't be any worse.

He
was wrong.

While out on a geocaching adventure in Door County, Shannon and her friend
Anna find more than a clue in the cache box. When Shannon disappears, Spinelli
is sent racing to find her. Amidst the chaos of an unruly Irish celebration,
and a decades-old Irish family feud, he must rescue her from the hands of a
madman.

Authors Bio:

Valerie is a writer of romantic suspense, contemporary
romance, and women’s fiction novels. She lives in beautiful Door County
Wisconsin with her husband and two very spoiled cats. She loves to read,
write, and spend time at her cabin in the Upper Peninsula of
Michigan. She’s lived her life surrounded by men, three
brothers, a husband, and a male Siamese cat who required his own instruction
manual. Keeping up with all the men in her life has turned her
into a successful hunter and fisherwoman.

She is a member of Romance Writers of America and
the Wisconsin Romance Writers of America. Additionally, she was a finalist in
the 2011 Celtic Hearts Romance Writers, Novellas Need Love, Too! Contest.

Another rustling noise sounded close behind them.
Shannon sprang to her feet and looked in its direction. “What caused that? It
was the same noise I heard before, when we were by the water.”

Anna shifted on the bench. “I don’t know. I’m sure
it was nothing,” Anna replied as she slowly lifted herself from the bench.
“We’d better get a move on. We’ve got a lot of ground to cover today.”

As they proceeded down the trail toward the parking
lot, Shannon glanced periodically over her shoulder.

“What’s the matter? What do you keep looking for?”
Anna asked.

Shannon hesitated before answering. After all she’d
been through in the past three months, was she just being paranoid? She thought
about her friends, Roland Hudson and Aaron Reed, murdered by a drug cartel last
December at the mall while wearing their Santa and elf costumes. She thought
about Tony Rosso, Chad Williams, Mike Carter and Joshua Meyers. Her past
romantic interests all murdered last month on Valentine’s Day while dressed as
Cupid. With Saint Patrick’s Day creeping up, she wasn’t sure she could make it
through another holiday. Especially since this one fell on her birthday—double
whammy.

Shannon sighed. Was she really going to be
twenty-eight in just two more days? She smiled at the thought of how happy it
made her dad that she’d been born on Saint Patrick’s Day. When she was younger,
he’d always claimed the Saint Patrick’s Day parades and festivities were thrown
in celebration of her birthday. He’d been pretty convincing at the time. A
vision of her dad’s ear-to-ear smile played through her mind. She should pay
her parents a visit soon. It had been a while.

The immediate issue at hand returned to Shannon.
Could she make it through another holiday? She was running out of friends;
hence, why she and Anna decided to take this geocaching trip. They wanted to
get out of Milwaukee and harm’s way.

Bernie kept his gaze on Riordan. “Well, it appears your little world is
about to come crumbling down. I guess old Maeve thinks that revenge is a dish
best served cold. And here you thought you’d rid yourself of her years ago,”
Bernie commented as another satisfying chuckle escaped his lips.

Spinelli watched as the white of Riordan’s left eyeball turned red as a
fire truck. The bulging must have caused a vessel to break. Spinelli had never
seen anyone’s eyes protrude as far out of their sockets. Spit saturated
Riordan’s gag and ran down his chin as he fiercely growled. Bernie had
obviously struck a nerve.

Giveaway:

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